2017-04-29 17:57:56 UTC
critics panned the movie as dated. OTOH, this movie's still as relevant
as ever, to me. De gustibus non est disputandum as Dorothy says.
PKD novels and movies make a great "double dip" for me. YMMV. My usual
routine is to read the novel first and then watch the movie. That
order's reversed for _Albemuth_. The movie was watched first and now
it's time for me to read the novel. The novel begins with this
My friend Nicholas Brady, who in his own mind helped save
the world, was born in Chicago in 1928 but then moved right
to California. Most of his life was spent in the Bay Area,
especially in Berkeley. He remembered the metal hitching
posts in the shape of horses' heads in front of the old houses
in the hilly part of the city, and the electric Red Trains
that met the ferries, and most of all, the fog. Later, by the
forties, the fog had ceased to lie over Berkeley in the night.
One of the great things about the Inet is how you can use it to augment
your imagination. There's no need any more to start with a tabula rosa
to image a setting with hitching posts and Red Trains. The Inet enables
me to get further into PKD's mind to make a better connection with the
A search reveals that http://sonic.net/~ronks/pix/walks/estates/
provides a fair virtual vista of "the hilly part of the city." It even
shows a "metal hitching post:"
Although that particular post's not "in the shape of [a horse's] head"
it does leave readers with a feel for _Albemuth_'s scenery. An old color
photograph of one of the Red Trains appears five paragraphs down in:
Somewhere along the way my search revealed a rather naughty statue. They
call it "The Last Dryad" and it appears near the top of
Don Kuenz KB7RPU